Damon's POV

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Oh my god. She is staring at me. All of me. Play it off cool. Pretend  you are confident. Smile. Look at her. She is so beautiful. So indescribably  gorgeous. Would it be weird to tell her that? Yeah. I won't tell her. Say something. Her eyes are getting lower.

I let her get to about the end of my boxers, and I broke the beautiful silence. "Is it too much for you?" I tried to joke.

"N-no. "I-I'm fine." She stuttered. She's so cute when she stutters. She seems to do that when shes nervous. I'll have to remember that.

I tried to chucked. My nerves were killing me."Do you mind if I just wear my boxers?"

She gulped, and looked unsure. I could tell.

"Never mind. Sorry. Too far." I said backing off a little bit.

"No. I understand. It's how you sleep. It's okay. I just... I donno..."

"No. It's fine. I'll wear these." I said. Holding up a pair of plaid pajama pants.

"Okay." She smile. Her smile was so beautiful. I put them on.

"Soo... How is this sleeping arrangement going to work?" I said as he rubbed his neck, again. God, I need to stop doing that. It's so annoying. I thought.

"Uh... I don no... How do you want it to work."

"Whatever you are comfortable with." I said. Trying to make her okay with the situation.

"Fine. How about we sleep in your bed. It's a queen. It can hold both of us."

My heart skipped a beat when she said that. I didn't know if she wanted me to make a move or what, but I just said, "Okay." and laid down on the bed.


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